Lyrics:
Quiet Whiskey

even know you and they don't like you Uh, I dreams filthy My moms and pops mixed me with Jamaican rum and whiskey Huh, what a set up Shoulda pushed '

' what their cards were by the way they held their eyes So if you don't mind my sayin', I can see you're out of aces For a taste of your whiskey I'll

dig in your face like root canal But I'ma chill, won't even dispute you now Actin' wild just ain't my style 'Cause only the live will be movin' the crowd But see quiet

something good The sea cries of loves of girls The sea cries of boys The storm, we are the both of us Too close to ever love Whiskey from the Island of Sund Whiskey

'll tell my story if somebody wants to hear There is someone that I never got over I still think about her often, but now not quiet so clear 'Cos the whiskey

Gather at the church Say a quiet prayer Hold each other's hands Praying that you might be there In honesty and peace With the whispers of your god

feather on the dumb-box I'm gonna go to Babylon and get me some whiskey Oh get me some whiskey, get me some whisky, get me some whiskey now My name

You go to town on Saturdays but go to church every Sunday They call it Nutbush, oh Nutbush They call it Nutbush city limits No whiskey for sale, if

I, "A quiet pint wouldn't do me no harm" I went in to the barman, I says, "Give me a stout" Says the barman, "I'm sorry all the beer tis sold out Try whiskey